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I found the magnetic pulls on the back of her dress and parted them, allowing the soft material to gently fall down her chest, and inhaled sharply at the sight of her bare breasts.

Her breaths were deep, moving her perfectly shaped tits up and down deliciously, so full, and peaked with hard nipples, begging me to touch them.

“By Staphor, you’re beautiful,” I rasped.

Unable to resist any longer and only allow my eyes to feast on the treasure before me, I cupped first one, then the other breast. Her sharp intake of breath and the shudder going through her, made my balls contract painfully, and for a moment I worried I would come inside my breeches like an untrained youth.

You are an emperor, you are the master of your body and mind, I told myself, breathing deeply. But by Staphor, I had never touched flesh so soft, so pliable before. Her stiff nipple stood out against my palm and I brushed my thumb over it. Another shudder moved through her and when I looked up, I found her eyes all pupils. Black, shining orbs, filled with hunger and desire.

I leaned down and pulled one of her nipples into my mouth, stroked my tongue against it. The tips of her fingers dug deeper into my hair. One hand moved down my back, dull nails raking down it, stoking the fire already raging inside me.

I wanted to take more time with her breasts, but my cock painfully reminded me that it was running out of patience, and I obliged by slowly moving lower down on her body, kissing her soft flesh and pulling more of the dress down to expose even more of her creamy skin.

I slid down between her legs, down, down, down, until I kneeled between them and she accommodated me by spreading her legs wide, exposing silky soft, black fabric covering her sex.

Moving both of my hands on the outside of her thighs up, I hooked my fingers into her panties and pulled them down. Impatiently, she moved her feet to rid herself fully of them and then I finally stared at her glistening folds.

Breathing hard and deep, I opened her wet pussy, inhaled the sweet scent that was her, and licked my lips before I put my tongue on her pulsing clit.

A deep moan from her was all the encouragement I needed to suck the stiff little bud into my mouth while my fingers explored her sex.

Hands dug back into my hair, thighs quivered around my ears, but I hardly noticed any of that as I lapped on the juices she provided, feeling myself becoming dizzy from it, the way strong alcohol usually made me.

My fingers found her hole. She was tight and wet and hot and my cock twitched again in jealousy as my fingers moved up and down her canal, eliciting a low keening sound from her.

“Oh God, Daryus, I’m gonna… I’m gonna… come,” she mewled while my tongue licked against her clit, flicked it, before I sucked it back into my mouth once again.

“Daryus,” she cried out. My name escaping her lips on the cusp of her climax, destroyed all of the self-control I still possessed. I couldn’t contain myself any longer, my cock needed to experience her before it exploded.

One more lick, my fingers scissored inside her, a tremble moved through her, more liquid spurted down her canal and her walls massaged my fingers in a way that made my cock strain against my breeches, leaking more precum.

Impatiently I opened my breeches. They had barely fallen to the ground when I stepped out of them, grabbing my shaft and staring at the beautiful mess that was her below me.

Heather’s chest was moving rapidly up and down, bouncing those breasts. A slight sheen of sweat had accumulated on her skin, made it glisten in the red moonlight coming in through a large window.

Her blonde hair spilled out all around her, and her swollen lips were parted, while her eyes regarded me greedily.

She used her legs to push herself up higher on the bed, spread them, and lifted her hips in invitation.

I closed my eyes to relish the feeling of her walls pulsing around my cock as I fed it into her warm depths, encircling it like a wet glove.

I lowered myself to my elbows to caress her face as it turned to the side. My hips moved backward and forward again.

“Ah, you’re so fucking tight,” I groaned, having never felt anything even close to this bliss. If I had died right then, I would have been one happy male.

“Daryus,” she moaned, snuggling her face into my palm and sucking my thumb into her mouth.

“By Staphor,” I cursed as my balls squeezed and light exploded behind my eyes.

Her small little hands clung to my biceps as she keened and moaned, writhing underneath me, and then her walls pulsed around my cock, milking it so hard I exploded a second time. So hard, it took my breath away. All thought left me, there was only her and me and the incredible sensations running through me.

“Heather,” I mumbled when my senses slowly returned.

She still had my thumb in her mouth. Her eyes were open, staring at me in wonder. I shifted my weight and trailed a hand down her body. She nipped at my thumb, while I sucked on one of her nipples.

Incredible peace overcame me, the likes of which I had never experienced before. There was not a trace of any churning anger, only quiet and bliss.

“You are amazing, Heather.” I relinquished her nipple.

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